His gaze was dark with hunger, filled with raw, unfiltered desire that sent shivers down her spine. Those eyes alone could undo her, but it was the way he looked at her—like she was the only thing in the world that mattered—that truly set her ablaze.
If before, she had hesitated, holding herself back, that restraint was now gone. There was no room for doubt, no space for insecurities. She had bared her soul to him, and in return, he had shown her nothing but reverence and need.
For the first time, she didn't care about imperfections or past fears. She wasn't hiding. She wasn't hesitating.
She wanted him. Completely.
She wanted to feel every inch of him, to lose herself in his embrace, to be consumed by the fire burning between them.
She needed Greg closer. She needed to be his.
And more than anything—she needed him to make her his.
